So much more…


I was color blind,
But with her I saw clarity, so much more.

I lacked what they called laughter,
But our jokes cracked me up, so much more.

Life usually seems so waste,
But there is always more to it, so much more.

I realized so many dreams,
And still had dreams so many more.

Letters stopped coming. Seasons changed.
But I had ink bottle still half full. For I had to write so much more.

Advertisements

Your words matter...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s